OLD TEACHER WITH NEW LESSONS (8)

I
asked her, what do you
think of your former and
"new" students' cock?
She smiled, pulling my cock
saying. "Oh, how could
I have imagined my former
student who loved poetry
would one day be such a  beautiful
man, a lover with an open mind
and a cock beyond words."
NOW,
I replied it's your turn to share a poem
about my cock, okay? I shared
one about your vulva now it's
your time to share, okay?
She replied,:
"Oh my lover I have seen a
few cocks, that I thought were
beautiful and desirable, but
they were all inferior when compared
to your beautiful thick, hard and long cock.
The river of swollen veins that
run from the bed of the shaft
to the flared mushroom head.
The hardness of it; the way it
sways in the dance of desire."
"THE
undergirding by a sack of balls
big and so, so tasty. They add
a new erotic dimension to the
pleasure created in my mouth when
I gently suck them."
HER
poem finished with deep-throating
my cock with deep, fast, and deliberate
sucks. I was fighting the need,
urge, and desire to fill her hungry
mouth with what she was thirsty for,
THEN...
(To be continued)